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Chapter 29

Author: Tadi Raf
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-17 12:41:15

Morwenna's POV

Sabine’s words echoed in my skull long after she left the chamber. “You are not just a girl with a shard. You are the shard’s keeper.”

Keeper. Like it was some ancient title I never asked for. Like I wasn’t just trying to survive, to hold my body together while everything else shattered. But it was too late for denial. I’d seen my reflection in the broken mirror, heard the voice with my own mouth. That other Morwenna was still in there, waiting, lurking beneath my skin like a venom I hadn’t yet metabolized.

And now Leofric wanted peace. He wanted co-rulership. As if my blood wasn’t still humming with death magic. As if the Council wouldn’t choke on their own tongues before accepting me beside him on that throne.

I stared out the tall, fractured window in his private study. Below, servants hauled out burnt rubble, and soldiers patched up broken gates. The palace was half ruin, half miracle. Just like me.

Elda entered without knocking. She always did.

“You’re brooding,” s
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